Ever have one of those days where you just don't want to get out of bed? That's how I'm feeling. For the first time since I arrived at college two and a half years ago, I slept through a class. Don't get me wrong, I've skipped class before. But, I was actually making the choice to skip. Today, I just didn't wake up. Now, I'd like to think that this was because my body was telling me, "Hey Lady, slow down!" I am too stressed out. School is out of control, my personal life is messy, I never give myself "me-time." I don't know how to put it all back together. Even the people that I care about seem to be let down by me. My greatest friend is no longer happy with me. He doesn't seem to worry about me anymore. I don't know if I'm just in a funk or if I'm still broken. I would give anything to be better and the second I feel like I'm about to take the final step, something comes along to knock me down again.
So what do I do? I thrown myself into helping a friend who is going through a year similar to my previous one. For just that second, I feel good about myself. I'm doing something. I have no idea if I am actually making a difference, but just being strong enough to worry about someone else feels like an accomplishment. And while helping this friend is helping me, I am worried that maybe I'm not doing him any favors. I can't imagine that advice from the girl who doesn't get out of bed sometimes is actually good advice. But maybe that's not the point? Maybe it's about having fun and getting our problems out there. Maybe it's about making a friend and finding ourselves along the way...
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